You Know What I’m About Songtext
von Lord Finesse

When I cruise through the ghetto I drive slow
I′m quick to buck a duck and I don't give a fuck about five-oh
A hardcore, life, a chose to tecs therefore
I live raw and went to war with the law
My only picture was a mugshot, slugs for thugs got plot
Hot and swell for selling hops on the drug spot
G′s were clocked, fat knots were in the sock
And cops who tried to stop shop got knocked when I popped a glock
She was ran right for me and my man Mike
Cause I choose to use a gun don't mean that I can't fight
Cause we can put the guns down and go one round
With the hands my man, I ain′t the one to get done, clown
I can adverse my style, cause I′m versatile
Quick to burst a child, I'm living worse than foul
I pack two tecs in case your crew flex
I wet up the set in a second and yell "Who′s next?"
To feel the wrath of a psychopath, shoots it up like Shaft
Turn your staff into a bloodbath then laugh


You'll get smashed like a deli snack, you′re softer than Jel & Jack
I attack in black with a gat and a skully hat
On 139 street, Malcom X Boulevard
It's full of hard brothers that′s thick and quick to pull a card
I tell effects when a beef start
Listen here sweetheart, the Big L is street smart
I fucked up send they crews up, make 'em get a juice up
For those who refuse, I squeeze the uz and light them fools up
I had beef with this nigga named Randolph
Now he's in a casket, dressed up with his hands crossed
A beatdown from L, that′s what all pranksters get
Like I′ll gank a vic, I'm on some real gangster shit
I′m never fucking with no handicapped or cripple bitches
Look at my style real close and you'll see triple 6′s
Crimes I committed, I'm a villian, admit it
I′m the type to murder you and tell your moms I'm the kid who did it
Peace and love is something that I don't rhyme about
Fuck what you heard, you know what I′m about